Update

  I haven’t posted on here for long over a year, but I haven’t been absent. I feel like my days on this site are passed and I have decided to make it inactive. I will be leaving the page up of course, I have too much work on here to delete the entire site and I’m too lazy to transfer it, but I will no longer be posting any new poetry to this site. I started this blog in 2010 with some poems that I wrote when I was fairly young and as went on and my style changed and evolved my posts had become increasingly sporadic, I felt as if my work didn’t fit in on this blog anymore. I am no longer “Lil’ Red Writing Hood”. I had been considering closing it at the end of 2014 but didn’t. Instead I created a new domain, but I never used it because I wasn’t sure how to go about transitioning over to it, I’m still not sure truth be told. But as I said, though I haven’t posted anything I haven’t been absent from WordPress. I have set up a new domain that will serve as my main site from now on while this will serve as a secondary site and archive. Thank you to everyone who followed me and took the time to read my work and encourage my writing journey over the past 7 years. I hope you will continue to support me and be apart of my journey.

Thank you,

Atirah Jewel

  You can follow my new blog here: Speaks of Senseless Things

Catching the Darkness

The darkness,

It rests peacefully,

When it is stirred,

It tries to break free,

I catch it before it gets loose,

But now,

I stare deep into my victims eyes,

Her cold dead eyes,

Pleading me as if they don’t know the deed is already done,

Her icy skin digging into me,

Mortified I am,

I can feel my darkness,

Eating at my soul,

Satisfied with what it has done,

I didn’t catch it in time,

It all happened so fast,

In one burst of anger,

I allowed my darkness to come out,

I can usually catch it in time,

But not this time,

I was too slow,

It broke free of the chains that surround it,

As my punishment,

I stare at the cold lifeless body,

That lies mocking me,

I want to be alone now,

And sit in quietness as my darkness consumes me,

From the inside out,

Devouring my soul,

Why now, why me,

In this season of spring,

There is no sun, no life,

My insides getting munched into nothing,

I was once hypnotized by those eyes,

But with my darkness unleashed,

Those eyes can’t save her now,

No more light for me,

A single tear seemed to slide down her cheek,

Her last tear,

Love me,

That is impossible now,

I now abandon hope,

She is dead,

I now will spend the rest of my life,

Alone,

Catching the darkness before it can play its dirty game,

Ever again,

Those cold eyes,

Still hypnotizing,

Even in death,

I leave her now,

Her body to decay into the ground,

Sorrow made her,

Now she will rest.

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Atirah Jewel